The Road To Hell

The Road to Hell

They say it’s paved along the way
With the most honorable intentions
Well-meaning folks somehow stray
Now they are lost in hell’s dimensions

A thank you card, some simple flowers
Were just way too much of a bother
To stop by to help pass the hours
With a forgotten mother or father

They purchased presents at holidays
But most of them went to themselves
They would not give a penny to charity
And grumbled at Salvation Army bells

If a neighbor was ill with no food to cook
They just said, “Oh, that’s so very sad.”
Then they would read a religious book
While stuffing their face on leftovers they had

They would most likely throw a fit or tizzy
If a neighbor asked them to be a babysitter
They would just lie saying they were too busy
And then spend the day typing on Twitter

No one  expects us to be perfect
That job is God's and His alone
He does command we love and respect
If we don’t, then in hell we will atone

By: Kimarie Manhart-Freeman